Qin Lie stood alone in the center of Zhou Hong's thoroughly ransacked secret chamber. The air still carried a faint trace of the cheap incense and blood lingering from the former City Prefect's private stash.
A few personal guards had just carried out the final boxes of gold, silver, and account books, leaving behind a floor scattered with torn secret letters and trampled dossiers.
"My lord, everything has been tallied. It's all illicit garbage." Lin Feng wiped the sweat from his brow and kicked an empty box near his feet. "This skinflint Zhou really was a master at scraping the earth clean."
Chapter 145